"What are you talking about," she asked."I need to know who the others acting your films are," I said."Why," she asked."Why do you think? If they deci...e to roll over, I need to know they aren't taking me with them. I need to know there is nothing being done that is blatantly illegal. Being out of a job is one things, being in a prison cell is something else entirely."And what did you learn," she asked."So far I know that your actresses were shoppers of your dress shop. My guess is you set them. He stayed gone two or three hours. It was usually in the afternoon. He always stopped by to see how the contractors were doing before he returned home.After the first week the mechanical contractor had the boiler working, so that we had hot water and radiator heat in the old building. The boiler had already been converted to gas, so it required no more than a good cleaning and testing of the relief valves. Buddy got the job of going into the basement once a month to check then fill the boiler's. I was caressing my balls with the other hand. This was feeling so good. Then the front door opened and Philip walked in. I was so startled I knocked the remote onto the floor. A feeling of terror went through me. The porn was blaring on the TV, the remote was somewhere on the floor and I was sitting there in my boxers. It was obvious what I was doing when Philip walked through the door, so there was no point in trying to hide it or play it off. So, I just shrugged, "I'm sorry, Dude." I said now. If I closed my eyes she was there, her beauty so captivating, her smile inviting. I held her in my arms but when I opened my eyes, my arms were empty. The night was so long. I ached for her. After work the next day, I called around on Bethan, but she was not there. Lyndsey invited me inside handing me an iced tea. We sat and talked, waiting for Bethan to get home. She surprised me by saying Bethan was her stepdaughter and that they got on very well. She was holding my hand as she told me.